A man among dragons, building a mysterious ancient church.

Chapter 361 The Ashes Project
"The seventh wave of corpse guards is 50 meters from the sea surface."

Outside Tokyo Bay, the bloody battle raged on, and Norma's cold and ruthless reports continued without pause. On Platform 1, Genji, who was fighting a bloody battle, received a more detailed report from his Kaguya-hime.

"Platforms 2-6 are completely out of ammunition, and the casualty rate of hybrids is gradually increasing. Only Platform 6, which has received support from the Tokyo Diocese, has maintained its damage rate without fluctuation."

Sakura Yabuki activated her incantation, manipulating throwing knives to surround and kill her two ancestors. Crow and Yaksha, armed with hunting rifles and spears, charged alongside the head of the family.

Genjiro coldly brandished the Spider Cutter, separating the heads and bodies of the two ancestors: "Bishop Aso, huh? He's really reliable, the old church."

"But simply holding onto one platform isn't very meaningful, so we launched the 'ashes' project."

"Princess Kaguya, you and Norma notify everyone to retreat to the artificial island of Fireflies to avoid being accidentally injured by the 'Ashes' project."

When Yuan Zhisheng's order was relayed, many hybrids on the six platforms breathed a sigh of relief. They could finally retreat; if they continued fighting, they would have died from exhaustion.

With so many corpses guarding them, they really couldn't hold out any longer: "We should have retreated long ago. We've completely run out of ammunition. If we keep fighting, we'll all be buried at sea. I don't want to be buried with the ancestors of the Snake Clan after I die."

"Hehe, if we really die here, we don't have dragon scales to resist the fish's eating. Even if we sink together with the ancestors of the Snake Clan, it won't be long before we are completely eaten."

"Fuck, the Ashes Project sounds dangerous! The Snake Clan had better be careful. It would be terrible if it affected us. We didn't die at the hands of the Corpse Guardians, but at the hands of the Snake Clan instead."

The armed helicopters, whose firepower had been completely exhausted, began to fly to the six platforms, prioritizing the transport of the wounded. The remaining hybrids could only watch as the sea platforms slowly advanced.

Even though the actual movement speed isn't slow, it looks sluggish because the platform is too big. Hybrids always wish the platform could move faster.

The seventh wave of zombie guards has reached the sea surface and is rapidly shaking its snake tail, chasing the six platforms like a fish.

Judging by the speed of both sides, it shouldn't take more than a few minutes for the Corpse Guard to catch up with the six platforms.

Just then, a supertanker named "Kagutsuchi" slowly rushed from the other side of the sea towards the area where the corpses were most concentrated, with a resolute attitude!
On Platform 3, Lu Mingfei could no longer see Lu Mingze, knowing that the little devil had failed to make a deal and had left in displeasure.

Thinking about how he had successfully gotten the Little Devil's information for free, Lu Mingfei couldn't help but laugh out loud, which drew a meaningful look from Fingel: "Mingfei, you really like cruise ships? You laugh as soon as I look at you?"

Fingel keenly realized that Lu Mingfei's current location did not match his previous location.

It was like teleporting.

Finger was quite certain that Lu Mingze, that mysterious being, had been there a moment earlier.

But Lu Mingfei didn't unleash his full power to deal with the corpse guard. Did he think the current situation wasn't dangerous? So Lu Mingze didn't make a move, Fingel pondered silently.

"Huh?" Lu Mingfei was stunned. What? He liked oil tankers? Then Lu Mingfei saw an exceptionally huge supertanker, majestic like a mountain range at sea, stretching as far as the eye could see, sail past him.

Chu Zihang was also surprised, not expecting Yuan Zhisheng to be so bold: "No wonder it's called the Ashes Project."

Just by looking at the name of the project and the supertanker, anyone would know what the Snake-Headed Eight Families are up to: they're incredibly filial and will burn their ancestors to ashes.

Lu Mingfei was stunned by the large oil tanker for nearly a minute before he came to his senses. Remembering the information he had obtained for free, he quickly took out his phone, disguised the information, and informed Angers, whom he trusted.

"Crack! Crack!" The corpse guards, who were originally chasing the six platforms, began to smell the mixed-race creatures on the oil tanker and greedily climbed up.

The members of the Snake Clan on the oil tanker dared not take any more risks, so they let Princess Kaguya steer the ship forward while they quickly boarded the helicopter.

Before leaving, in order to lure the seventh wave of corpse guards, they deliberately threw countless dragon blood materials on the deck as bait.

Having confirmed that all the hybrids on the tanker had been evacuated by helicopter, and without needing further orders from Genji or anyone else, Princess Kaguya detected through sonar equipment that the tanker was gradually approaching the area with the highest concentration of corpse guards, and directly opened the oil spill valve.

The massive unloading pipes, like the tentacles of a prehistoric giant bird, extend into the sea, releasing viscous, pungent-smelling crude oil and refined, highly volatile gasoline through internal machinery.

The filth surged from both sides of the tanker, quickly spreading across the sea surface. The black oil slick greedily engulfed the pale black sea of ​​blood.

The jet-black of crude oil replaced the pale black of the corpse guard's blood, forming a vast, filthy, and deadly black duckweed.

The corpses still in the sea were completely unaware of the oil slick. They did not attack the oil slick because it was not an enemy. Even though their bodies were covered by the viscous crude oil and their movements were obviously sluggish, and they would tear off a lot of sticky oil strands every time they swam forward, they still ignored it.

Regarding the hybrids, the key was to ignore them. Norma and Kaguya, the two AIs, confirmed that the six platforms were at a safe distance and wouldn't be affected. They decisively activated the hastily constructed ignition system on the oil tanker. Initially, it was just a matchstick-sized flame, but with the surrounding abundant refined, highly volatile gasoline—

boom!
It wasn't an explosion, but a terrifying, explosive burst that was far more dramatic and swept wildly across everything around it!
The flames expanded instantly at a speed exceeding the speed of sound. Even the most knowledgeable hybrids had never seen such a hellish sight. They simply could not imagine that the flames could spread so rapidly.

Even with their extraordinary, excellent dynamic vision, they couldn't see clearly. They could only see the moment after the Kagutsuchi transformed into a giant ball of fire, the incredibly surging flames expanding rapidly, flashing past their eyes faster than lightning.

It seemed like only a moment, but the flames spread from the tanker to the edge of the oil field.

Like a crimson flower of hell blooming on the sea, how long is it? A thousand meters? Two thousand meters? No one can see exactly how long it is. All that can be seen is an endless wall of fire nearly ten meters high, rising out of thin air, roaring, rolling, and devouring everything.

As for the corpses guarding the inside of the sea of ​​fire?
The intense heat and flames baked the corpse guard's hard scales, causing them to crackle and pop like popcorn.

The tangled muscle tissue of the corpse-guarding dragon rapidly dehydrated and carbonized, turning from bluish-gray to charred black. The most complaining part, the snake tail, under the extreme heat, involuntarily curled up and rolled up like a snail shell.

Countless burning bodies floated in the sea of ​​fire. After their snake tails curled up, they could no longer swim forward and could only be swallowed by the larger flames, turning into smaller ashes.

Fortunately, the Corpse Guardian was already dead and felt no pain. It burned peacefully in the sea of ​​fire; otherwise, the sea would surely be filled with the agonizing howls of countless monsters.

A strong, pungent smell of fuel and the stench of burning flesh filled the air, causing many mixed-race individuals to feel nauseous and want to vomit.

The stench did not last long; the massive flames consumed a large amount of oxygen, and the high temperature evaporated the sea, causing countless gases to rise rapidly into the air, triggering intense thermal convection.

This created a fierce wind, carrying sparks and ash, forming a scorching storm that relentlessly swept over everyone on the six platforms.

The hurricane carried away the disgusting stench, but it also brought intense heat that burned the skin. This distance, according to the precise calculations of the two major artificial intelligence systems, was a reasonably safe distance.

The six platforms will not be ignited, nor will they be affected by the explosion, but high temperatures and storms are unavoidable.

Fortunately, these are all mixed-race individuals with extraordinary physiques. The high-temperature storm, which is difficult for ordinary people to withstand, will at most cause some of the mixed-race individuals to experience a burning sensation on their skin.

When the intense heat of the hurricane subsided, the hybrids barely opened their eyes and could see thick black smoke from the flames obscuring the sky.

Especially for the mixed-race individuals, the surrounding area was almost entirely filled with black smoke. Every breath felt like inhaling a mouthful of burnt desiccant. The gloomy darkness made it impossible to see the sky, as if they had jumped directly from day to night.

"The eighth wave of zombie guards is 120 meters, 110 meters, 80 meters, 30 meters, and 5 meters from the sea surface. They have stopped moving and are being monitored... Beep, according to the monitoring, the eighth wave of zombie guards has completely lost the ability to move."

Norma's report was no longer annoying; instead, it made many people laugh: "Hahaha! We'll burn as many as you come! Keep surging forward, aren't you so numerous? Huh!"

"Monster, a monster like Corpse Guardian should be burned to ashes!"

"If you ask me, the Sheqi family is still very filial. Even after so many years, they still remember to cremate their ancestors into ashes."

That's true. No matter how powerful the Corpse Guardians are, they're not immune to high-temperature flames. Moreover, the pouring and ignition of tens of thousands of tons of crude oil left the Corpse Guardians with no way to escape. They could only be burned to ashes and their ashes scattered into the sea.

Before the many hybrids could cheer, Norma seamlessly transitioned to the next report: "The ninth wave of corpse guards is 300 meters from the sea surface, and a huge signal reaction has been detected within it."

"According to information provided by Lu Mingfei, an S-class student at Kassel College, he successfully sensed the might of an ancient dragon by using his superior bloodline. Lu Mingfei, an S-class student, speculated that it was a dragon lord that had been made into a corpse guardian."

The jubilant atmosphere suddenly froze, and Lu Mingfei, standing in the middle of the crowd, felt extremely awkward. No, Principal Angers, are you really going to let Norma broadcast like this?
At least hide it or cover it up for him, right?

Such crucial intelligence should be released by a senior, experienced figure, shouldn't it? Why release it under Lu Mingfei's name? Who does this loser think he is?

Lu Mingfei, who once instantly defeated Odin and Pegasus, is considered by various forces to be a genuine S-class powerhouse. The words of such a powerhouse are highly credible.

Noticing the gazes of the mixed-race people around him, which were focused on him, Lu Mingfei frantically dug his toes into the steel plate of the platform. Please, please, don't look at him!

"Dragon... Dragon Lord? What is that?"

"It should be a title among dragons, right? According to the Ice Sea Fragment, during the reign of the Black King Nidhogg, a few ancient dragons were granted titles, with their status second only to the Dragon King."

"Doesn't that mean there's an ancient dragon corpse guardian, second only to the Dragon King, and the king among the corpse guardians is coming?"

(End of this chapter)